Acrylik is a feverishly structured matter. Composed of strong emotions, it merges with a loud and alienating world. In each sound is condensed the saturation of a being faced to a wall of incomprehension. It is an intense, decomposed and dissonant music evoking a world ready to blow up at any moment, like every one of us, like every machine. Acrylik attemps to organize a disrupted but living racket.